Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd January 2017 2:52am
WINNER
CreamOfNature
CreamOfNature
RUNNERS-UP:
OxyMoronicMe
and moog
Loneliness
Poetry Contest Description
What loneliness means to you and your thoughts of what it would mean to others. Poems that will give readers an incite of what loneliness is from different perspectives.
Poems shouldnt be too long no more than 40 words they can be short stories whatever you decide. Have fun 😊
Desperate quiet rings
In ears deaf to hope
My suffering circumvents
Acts of kindness
Extended by friendly hands
And settles in my lungs
That constrict
A claustrophobic unease builds
Circling into a cyclone scream
And howls up giving moon
My hinterland pain
My tears flow in rivers of remorse
For the hurt i wore as my shield
From love
As it snarled
Tossing me to bitterness
In ears deaf to hope
My suffering circumvents
Acts of kindness
Extended by friendly hands
And settles in my lungs
That constrict
A claustrophobic unease builds
Circling into a cyclone scream
And howls up giving moon
My hinterland pain
My tears flow in rivers of remorse
For the hurt i wore as my shield
From love
As it snarled
Tossing me to bitterness
Its quiet were I am in a room full of people. Joyous laughs children playing t.vs on but its quiet. No matter were I am its quiet. Body yearning for souls to come around and no matter how many come around they never actually come around. My heart hurts from the void of people. No presence of otheres and abesence of love no matter how close or distant. Its quiet in here and somethings missing. She just left and they wont leave and the babies crying out for me but no matter how much they wrap there arms around me I still feel lonley.
Loneliness is
a fav song of a beloved
listened to alone
a word once said to me
spoken by others to others
a single tear on the face
no one to shed it for
a half eaten biscuit
left on a saucer
a flitting memory
of something unremembered
loneliness just is.
a fav song of a beloved
listened to alone
a word once said to me
spoken by others to others
a single tear on the face
no one to shed it for
a half eaten biscuit
left on a saucer
a flitting memory
of something unremembered
loneliness just is.
Sometimes the loneliness of solitude heightens our feelings for somebody...
If I saw you every day
I’d take for granted your magnificence
yet I’d be blind to the grace always there
moving closer could be the fix
“another way” says the muse of solitude.
If I saw you every day
I’d take for granted your magnificence
yet I’d be blind to the grace always there
moving closer could be the fix
“another way” says the muse of solitude.
Anonymous
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Loneliness
Loneliness let me go
uninhabited
Little miss you'll never be saved
So pick yourself up
You'll never know what its like
To hide
From all those that have hurt you
They'll always find you
So stand up 'cause they'll never own you and I can't go on without you.
Loneliness let me go
uninhabited
Little miss you'll never be saved
So pick yourself up
You'll never know what its like
To hide
From all those that have hurt you
They'll always find you
So stand up 'cause they'll never own you and I can't go on without you.
A Man Alone
She used to scold him endlessly each day
while tidying up his scattered detritus:
messed-up papers, clothes left crumpled in a heap,
and dishes piled at random in the sink.
But now, as he returns home from an aimless walk,
the newspapers, the dishes and the clothes
remain just as he left them hours before,
and he, un-nagged, will tidy them away
in silence, but for the ticking of the clock,
his only conversation of the day
a muttered ‘Thank you’ to a checkout girl.
She used to scold him endlessly each day
while tidying up his scattered detritus:
messed-up papers, clothes left crumpled in a heap,
and dishes piled at random in the sink.
But now, as he returns home from an aimless walk,
the newspapers, the dishes and the clothes
remain just as he left them hours before,
and he, un-nagged, will tidy them away
in silence, but for the ticking of the clock,
his only conversation of the day
a muttered ‘Thank you’ to a checkout girl.
